Greetings Humans.
Finally checked in at the airport, waiting to board the first of the three flights for this evening/day/weekend [sigh]. Arriving only about an hour before boarding became mildly stressful when I realized one bag was clocking in at 67lbs, and the other [hiking backpack] at 41lbs. Frantically, pounds were shifted to hit the 50lb mark, which they were lax about after realizing that aside from little bottles and vials, the major moves were giant platform heels that fit as easily into my hiking pack as a barbie doll would fit up someone's nose [I was going to say mine, but wasn't about to invite big-nose jokes[.
Done, sitting at my gate, and holding the most random assortment of removed goods from my luggage, I'm waiting for the plane to board, which has been delayed momentarily due to the extreme heat outside and shotty air conditioning system of the plane. As they put it, "It is extremely uncomfortable aboard the aircraft right now." Cool.
I was looking for a bathroom, as my final reasonably-sized bathroom until stopping at LAX, and with 'closed for cleaning' signs blocking a doorway, a woman and I briefly considered our options. She seemed uninterested in going to a family bathroom, and I exclaimed that I could pretend I'm a family, and headed towards it. Not sure if she's ever been in a family bathroom before [cue scenes of a large one-toileted room with a changing table] but she followed me into it, and after a brief moment of what-are-you-doing-here, she giggled and left.
Enough silly, I'll post again when it's relevant.
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